“And ever has it been known that love knows not its own depth until the
hour of separation”,
says Khalil Gibran, a
famous Lebanese poet..
& I agree :D
Such is my affair
with my writing. My love for it is evoked in waves, and not always do these
waves have systematic troughs and crests. Nevertheless, I always come back to
it. It is my own way of liberating my mind, but only when my heart calls for
it.
Last summer I started
a new segment of my life. My second act indeed :) I started from scratch and
scraped by :) However, when I think about it, I somehow fail summarize it into an
entertaining anecdote. So my year was rather simple, albeit not uneventful.. Ah
well, I shall get there later. On second thoughts, my year was actually extraordinary,
but still.. it can’t be stringed into one single entertaining anecdote.
New beginnings are
almost always fun and exciting, garnished with a dash of apprehension though.
But when it’s your second act, the apprehension is a tad bit more than a dash. But
I have an adorable support system, that is nothing less than perfect. So I
pulled my second act together and actually impressed myself with my alacrity. And
my second act has led me to new hopes & dreams… I shall get to those later
too ;)
Maybe that is the
reason why I haven’t written much in
such a long long time. I had been a little too engrossed in my impeccable life.
Actually my life had been perfect another year before that. But the last year
also got extremely busy, so I did not, or actually could not, seek my little
joys of expression as much. Many a thoughts fleeted by, some I scribbled down
at the back of my notebook and some.. I willingly allowed to elude me. For I have
discerned that thoughts are like the wind, the more one tries to confine or preserve
them, the more they try to flee. So, hereby, I relinquish my whimsical command over my thoughts.
Well.. now that I am
back to writing, it does not imply that I am out of my happy bubble. Indeed I
realized that in between my big chunks of happiness, I still missed my little
drops of joy.
